Chapter 15: Learning the Common Language, Sometimes It Can Save Your Life

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# Chapter 15: Learning the Common Language, Sometimes It Can Save Your Life

This humanoid monster, about three meters tall, had a black carapace, fine scales, and an extremely powerful body. On its head were a pair of sharp horns like blades, and its breath carried a pungent odor, like boiling water churning in a volcano.

Its eyes were red with vertical pupils, and the fangs in its mouth and the sharp claws on its hands and feet were incredibly sharp, seemingly faintly burning with chaotic demonic fire. On the monster's back were several extending chitinous conduits, from which boiling red steam spewed.

Looking at this, this creature was a Rending Demon.

Gazing at this enormous monster that was dazed within the spatial rift, Joshua couldn't help but reveal an excited smile. He clapped his hands and said, "This book really is connected to the Abyss. Look what I've found."

"A demon."

Hearing the sound of clapping and speech, this demon seemed to finally snap out of its shock at seeing Joshua. Without a second word, it let out a piercing, grating screech like glass and steel rubbing together. This sound wave shook the atmosphere, even stimulating a visible shockwave that surged toward Joshua and the others like a tide, as if trying to shake them.

At the same time, its body rapidly retreated backward, as if trying to escape.

The spatial gate it had torn open was slowly closing. Seeing this, the Rending Demon thought it had escaped and breathed a sigh of relief, its back conduits spraying out a burst of red high-temperature gas.

But before it could relax, a sound rang out.

Pop.

The sound of something breaking through came. The demon looked down and immediately saw a hand flashing with metallic light break through the gap just before the spatial gate completely closed, grabbing its ankle.

An overwhelming force that it couldn't resist came, and the demon felt its body flying through the air before being heavily slammed onto the ground. The hand then changed its target, moving to grab its head and horn. An incredibly powerful force came, and the Rending Demon felt as if it were being clamped by the strongest iron vice, rapidly dragged toward the slowly opening spatial gate.

This absolutely cannot be! The demon immediately activated all the power in its body, trying to resist the clamp on its head. Its job was to go to the depths of certain remote places, exploring the resources and treasures within. Since it was born and grew into a Rending Demon, every day had been spent like this. Now, over two hundred years had passed.

But today, its originally unchanging life was suddenly summoned.

Calling it a summon wasn't quite accurate. The demon knew that it had been responded to by a grimoire from some world. This method of response shouldn't be a summoning array made by mortal archmages, but a true grimoire imprinted with Abyss aura, acting as a proxy for the Abyss's will!

The Rending Demon knew that it was different from other foolish demon kin who only knew slaughter and destruction. Perhaps because its luck was good, its brain hadn't been damaged during its growth, so its thinking was relatively clear and logical. It could understand some knowledge and things, such as the differences between various grimoires.

The difference between human-made summoning books and grimoires with Abyss and Evil God auras was that in the former case, the summoned demon would likely be beaten half to death by a bunch of traps as soon as it arrived, then forced to sign a contract and become their slave. In the latter case, since it was a summon by the Abyss's will and the grimoire itself had some intelligence, it would avoid lifeforms with powerful Order Force. Even if it fell into the hands of such beings, it would never open a passage.

If it did open one, then once it crossed over, it would simply be a matter of rampaging, harvesting souls and resources.

This demon, which could be considered quite intelligent, laughed wildly in its heart. It immediately understood that its chance to advance further, to become a true Greater Demon, or even a local Lord, had come!

Without any hesitation, it responded to the summon and entered the spatial corridor. The Abyss was infinite, and it connected to infinite worlds. It was the embodiment of all evil and corruption, something that must exist. The demon knew that by passing through this spatial corridor, it could go to any world.

Step by step, it drew closer, approached. It felt the sweet scent of souls. It felt the fragile lives in the material world. This Rending Demon could no longer endure. It wanted to enter this world as quickly as possible!

So, it extended its claws. Those sharp claws like blades were its strongest weapons. As long as it wished, these sharp claws burning with hellish demonic fire could tear through most materials in the world.

Just as the grimoire eroded spacetime, making the barrier at its weakest, the demon couldn't wait to pierce through the spatial barrier, tearing open a crack, and use its red eyes to look at the world behind the spatial gate.

And then it saw a human man.

This man, at first glance, left a deep impression. Not because of how he looked, but because of the aura he carried. A mental pressure as if the sky were collapsing and the earth splitting came rolling in like a fear aura. For an instant, the demon thought it had seen one of its own kind, a Fear Demon, but in the next instant, it knew something was wrong.

This is a human! And very strong! He also carries Order Force!

This is a trap!

Three major pieces of information came flooding in, mixed with mental impact and the shock of falling into a trap. So much information left it stunned for a long time.

This was also a flaw of being too intelligent. If it were an ordinary stupid demon, it would have turned around and fled without a second word. As embodiments of evil and chaos, demons always liked to gang up on the weak and bully the small. Running away when encountering a powerful being was their code of conduct. Only those truly intelligent high-ranking demons had a nature of being battle-crazed.

Unfortunately, it couldn't escape.

Finally waking up from chaos and unconsciousness, the demon immediately felt the center of gravity of its head being firmly stepped on by someone. An overwhelming force suppressed it, making it impossible to get up. And a powerful battle qi containing Order Force was aimed at its head from a distance, making it dare not move an inch.

The owner of this foot, Joshua, looked with interest at this demon he had subdued. He waved his hand, telling Lin to close the Book of Eibon, completely shutting the spatial gate and cutting off this creature's retreat.

In the instant the spatial passage opened and closed, he had already sensed that some power from outside the world was maintaining the existence of this book, and the power to open the spatial gate was also supplied by that source.

"A Gold-rank high-level Rending Demon. How interesting."

He muttered to himself, "Originally, I just wanted to see the power of the Terraria Hell Worm, or simply destroy this book. I didn't expect to encounter a high-level Rending Demon."

Joshua could be said to be the human in this world who understood demons the most. In his previous life, he had killed at least tens of thousands of high-level demons, not even bothering to count the low-level ones. The warrior knew clearly that these demons had only one track in their minds and could never be subdued by violence. Since they were too stupid, trying to force them to confess and give the information he wanted was simply a dream.

So Joshua didn't waste words communicating with this demon. That would be meaningless. So he simply used his battle qi to form a sharp blade, cut open the demon's flesh, and observe its internal, seemingly burning blood and flesh to obtain the information he wanted.

Not long after, Joshua finished his observation of this dying demon. He nodded and muttered to himself, "There's no change in the physical aspect. It's almost exactly the same as in my previous life. So it seems the weaknesses are also similar. Good, that's enough."

Originally, a Gold-rank demon's vitality would never be so limited. They were terrifying creatures that could even continue fighting with their heads cut off. But Joshua possessed the Azure Orb and was a Chaos Warden. His very existence was a continuous source of damage to demons. Being cut by battle qi containing Order Force, destroying all self-healing abilities, even if this demon's vitality was extremely strong, it was now about to die.

For Joshua, what meaning did a demon have? After obtaining the information he wanted, he would just kill it himself. After all, he still had the Book of Eibon in hand. He could summon as many as he wanted.

This Rending Demon still wanted to struggle, to say something, but Joshua couldn't understand its heavily accented demonic language at all. He even thought it was cursing him. So after sighing at the demon's fighting spirit, he kicked it unconscious and called Lin over.

Lin had been looking at this grimoire called the Book of Eibon. It was written in the common language with many strange spells and sacrificial rituals, and also inscribed with many strange sentences in some bizarre language. But the Divine Mechanism boy was reading with great interest. Although he couldn't understand either the spells or the strange language, it was still good to enrich his database.

Summon Ghoul, Hell Worm, various demons... So many choices. Unfortunately, I can't understand any of the summoning rituals.

Just as the Divine Mechanism boy was sighing, he heard his master's call. So Lin immediately closed the book and walked to Joshua's side.

"Come on, Divine Mechanization."

The warrior said succinctly, "Aren't you still a bit short of accumulation to advance? Perfect timing. Demons, like Wild Gods, are also part of the chaotic faction. This is a Gold-rank demon. We kill it, and you can advance."

After speaking, the warrior couldn't help but sigh.

This experience points, they came just at the right time.

(To be continued.)